A story of Family, Friends and a Shit load of problems!

Chapter 5

“She was that upset?” Sarah asked

“Yeah, I mean, you know, she’s protective of her as you are of Kayla. You guys have a motherly bond with your kids.” Sam replied, he was stirring a bowl of melted chocolate as he spoke.

Ryan and Kayla were at the kitchen table playing with flour. Ryan threw a ball of te white powder at Kayla making her scream.

“Wowa, guys calm down!” Sam yelled as Kayla fired back at Ryan, only to miss and hit the small of Sam’s back,” Enough!”

“They giving you a hard time sweetie?” Sarah giggled.

“Never bake a cake when out numbered, two to one!” he warned, ducking as more flour was sent flying.

Sarah was handed a flip chart which was her cue to leave. They said their good byes and hung up the phone.

“Right, enough flour throwing and lets get this cake finished for tomorrow!”

“Daddy, Daddy! Add the chocolate!”Ryan screamed excited.

“You can’t add it yet stupid!” Kayla snapped,” It’ll ruin it!”

“Kayla! He’s only trying to help!”

“But dad he’s not helping! He’s messing it up!”

“Now Kayla! Enough, he’s trying!”

Kayla fell silent at her father’s annoyed tone and continued stirring the flour. Noting that his sister had just been yelled at, Ryan smiled and stuck out his tongue.

“Dad. Ryan stuck his tongue out at me!”

“Ryan! Don’t be nasty!”

Ryan pouted and folded his tiny arms in protest.

“Jack told me to do it!” He replied.

“Jack?” Sam asked raising an eyebrow.

“He has an imaginary friend called Jack. He never shuts up about him!” Kayla said.

It was then that Sam suddenly knew how little he actually knew his own son. How little he knew about any of his kids. It was only these few hours that he ever got to really spend time with them, on these Saturday evenings. He was working through the week as a respectable lawyer so he bearly got to see them. Maybe Sarah would know more? Maybe even Angel? Or Dean.